the smell of dirt

Saturday I dropped dp off for his play date with men, sweat, tools and insulation. Apparently that is a weekend men like. Plus he had an excuse to pull out his coveralls, which was an excuse to make fun of him for wearing coveralls. We were all happy.

I met my mom for our monthly pedi and we came back to my house for lunch. I made fresh pimento cheese (it makes a difference, do it! my mouth just watered) on nice dark rye.

and then we gardened

in the unbelievable spring weather
mulched my struggling magnolia

And then I took a little nap on the porch.

Post Script -
mommy talks about the smell of dirt as therapeutic and restorative. i agree. birds, tickle of grass, rustle of leaves and the clean smell of dirt is good for the soul. eve must have enjoyed mulching her magnolias.